cryingselfie:

would dream so clear here

lesbianjudasiscariot:

oh no cigarettes for me thanks i just wanted to be in this dank alleyway with you

souvlakigf:

After sex you see me roll over and go to balcony. You think ive gone for smoke due to my melancholic nature but I’ve opened sudoku.com evil level

dialupmodern:

Babe, you okay? you reblogged “and we were nice to each other” like 12 times again

wgm-beautiful-world:

The Sunflower door in Prague, built in 1900, CZECH REPUBLIC

sistervirtue:

friend that doesnt drive: anyways really look the thing about origami is that its not about getting the fold right on the first try its meant to be an exercise in precision sure but also in patience the instructions are repeatable tasks that you do over and over again to polish the skill before applying it to something else. a thousand swans arent folded in a day and really its meant to bring you to reflect upon what it means to even be folding in the first pl-

friend that drives: HOLY SHIT 3.20 A GALLON? I SHOULDVE FILLED UP THERE anyway i understand the process is meant to soothe the itch of perfection that gnaws at the soul through exposure to imperfection but OH FUCK [drives over median straight into Walmart parking lot while nearby F150 lays on the horn because you stopped him from running a red light]

maybe-an-aspd-angel:

waltzingbi:

*me, literally sick with want* whatever

metamorphesque:

ALT

— Mary Oliver, The Pond